Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 396 Chapter 396: Unexpected misfortune (6) [Please take a leave]

  The teenager really didn't understand.

  Even a person like him knows about Yan An’s deeds—for the shallow fellowship between fellow students and brothers, he went against the sky and worked hard for Zheng Qiao...

   In the eyes of the teenager, he is a bad guy.

  He pondered for a while, puffed his mouth and complained: "But how could that person be so ignorant that he offended the lord?"

  Even if he is calm in his heart, he can’t say it because he knows exactly what Zheng Qiao likes in him—

  In addition to this similar face, he followed Zheng Qiao in everything, no matter right or wrong, good or evil, and only said what the other party liked to hear.

   Zheng Qiao said: "He makes Gu unhappy when he is alive."

   "Then—let's kill him." The boy's heart trembled, but an arrogant and flattering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  Zheng Qiao was in a trance for a while.

   He was noncommittal about the boy's proposal.

  He just raised his hand, and the young man understood.

   Obediently leaning on his knees, closing his eyes slightly, he actually wandered into the sky carelessly—the outside world rumored that he was Zheng Qiao's favorite male favorite, but in fact, Zheng Qiao had never acted presumptuously. Instead of treating him as a male favorite, how about treating him as a substitute for his son and Zheng Qiao?

  Thousands of delicate pets, full of care.

  This discovery surprised the young man.

  He was originally the son of a butcher in a remote county in Qianzhou. He learned crafts from his deceased father when he was very young.

  Since then, life has been turned upside down.

  In order to live comfortably and comfortably in the hands of this tyrant, he racked his brains to study it, and only now has he figured out a little bit of the way. For example, outsiders thought he was a male favourite, but he couldn't put himself in the position of a male favourite.

   I wonder if Zheng Qiao hates the word "male pet" the most?

  He positioned himself in the role of "filial son".

   Still the "big filial son" of "foolish filial piety"!

  Even if—

  He is actually not much younger than Zheng Qiao, but his family used to be poor, he couldn't eat well and he didn't grow tall, so he looked young.

  After a long while, Zheng Qiao sighed softly from above his head: "I can't kill this senior brother easily."

  Youth: "..."

   What a contradiction!

  He couldn't understand Zheng Qiao's mind.

   Simply ignore it.

  The young man fell into a light sleep for a quarter of an hour, until someone came over, rubbed his sleepy eyes, gave a not-so-skilled salute, and stepped back. Stepping out of the palace gate, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Although one can gain glory and wealth without hard work, being in the same room with an unpredictable tyrant is still very stressful.

  He lowered his head and trotted, and bumped into someone without accident.

   "Oops—why do you walk without looking at the road?"

  The young man only felt that he had bumped into a pair of skinny ribs, his head was hurting, and he took two steps back before raising his head to get angry—

   I don’t know about this territory, the tyrant boss and his second child?

  The remaining anger stopped abruptly when it touched that face, straightened his sleeves, and saluted.

   It was Yan An who came.

  The boy once saw it from afar.

  The winter of the year before last was snowed for half a month, and the houses of countless common people collapsed, and countless victims died of freezing and starvation. I heard that it was this person who fought hard for reasons, used the precious food to relieve the victims of the disaster, and recruited the homeless people to repair the houses.

  The boy was also lucky enough to survive.

   It is widely said that this good man is the last conscience of the Geng Kingdom, and deserves to be treated with courtesy.

   "Be more careful next time." Yan An was about to ask the reckless palace man, but when he saw the young man's attire and face, he lost his mind for a moment. He softened his tone, "Did you hit somewhere?"

  The boy hurriedly shook his head: "No, no."

   Finding an excuse, he trotted away in a hurry, as if there were evil spirits and beasts chasing after him. At the same time, he had to try his best to restrain the urge to tell Yan An that Zheng Qiao wanted to kill him, and told himself over and over again—this was done to save his life, and he shouldn't have to worry about it.

  Yan An looked at his back for a long time.

   until it disappears at the corner of the corridor.

  He also heard the news that his younger brother raised a "male favorite".

  I also know that this "male favorite" is exactly like Zheng Qiao when he was young.

   But I didn't expect it to be so similar.

  Yan An withdrew his gaze and looked in the opposite direction.

   At this time, the eyes are not as gentle as before, but rather cold for a moment. In recent months, the palace has become much more heavily guarded, will his junior be afraid?

   He sneered slightly in his heart.

  Seeing Zheng Qiao, the latter said suddenly: "Have you seen anyone?"

  Yan An: "You mean that boy?"

   Zheng Qiao said: "Outsiders say he looks like me."

  Yan An said honestly: "It's not like that."

  Zheng Qiao grew up in the court of King Xin. Conspiracy and calculation are instinctive in his bones, and it is also instinct to conceal ambition with obedience and restraint. Even at his most naive age, he couldn't act as recklessly and arrogantly as a teenager.

  Zheng Qiao looked at this senior brother carefully.

  In just over two years, the other party has aged more than twenty years, and his temples are almost white. He looks more and more like Yan An's father and Zheng Qiao's mentor. Therefore, Zheng Qiao wants to know even more - when the other party can bear it before sheathing her sword!

  When will this sharp blade be aimed at his throat!

  Yes, Yan An wants to kill Zheng Qiao.

   Zheng Qiao knew this early on.

  Yan An went down the mountain to assist him?

   This is definitely the biggest joke he has ever heard!

  Zheng Qiao sighed: "Indeed, the appearance is similar but the spirit is not."

  Yan An's eyeballs rolled slightly, and the disgusted eyes clearly read - it's a good thing to look like Zheng Qiao?

  Just one Zheng Qiao made people angry.

  If it were an ordinary tyrant doing these operations, he would have been kicked out of the position of the lord long ago, his body would have been ripped open and lit a sky lantern. If there are two, can we still live this day?

  Zheng Qiao also saw the look in his eyes and felt bored.

   "Then Shen Youli is going to Longwu County, does senior know?"

  He changed the subject.

  Yan An said: "I know."

Zheng Qiao sneered: "This Shen Youli is not simple. Her temperament and style make her think of a senior brother. If you get to know each other, you must be best friends. It's just that Longwu County is remote and troublesome, and there are not enough people around Shen Tang. It's a pity for this person." …I don’t know how long I can live on?”

  Yan An: "...not a pity."

  Is there no shortage of people around Shen Tang...

  He knows better than Zheng Qiao.

  Knowing that there is such a person who can understand me, that kind of spiritual affluence and satisfaction, even if I die at the next moment, it is a "joy and mourning" that I have to toast to celebrate. Zheng Qiao would not understand.

  Zheng Qiao asked: "Brother is not willing?"

   When I came back to my senses, I heard this.

   It was Zheng Qiao who wanted to give him a higher official position.

  Yan An coughed twice, and said in a weak tone: "Thanks to the trust of the lord, it's just that I have been lingering in the sick bed recently, and I can no longer share my worries. I came here this time to resign and return to my hometown to support..."

Zheng Qiao was surprised, there were countless possibilities in his mind, but there was no one to resign from office: "Senior brother is at the peak of his age, it's just a minor illness, and he can just cultivate for a while, why bother to resign and return to his hometown? Without senior brother, who is there in the court?" Share for the orphan?"

  Yan An was firm this time.

   Zheng Qiao was worried about fraud, but still refused to allow him. In the end, he was only allowed to go home to recuperate, and come back when he is better.

  He was worried that Yan An left under his nose.

Just as Yan An understands himself, he also understands Yan An—his senior brother came out of the mountain and really wanted to bring himself back to the right path, but after he refused to cooperate and took Yan An's family as a hostage, the other party also gave birth to murderous feelings under the chilling heart of the other party. meaning.

only-

  How to kill?

  When to kill?

  There are many ways in it.

   If it comes to being the lord of the country, Zheng Qiao really failed, but when it comes to the status of "owner of the national seal", no one can play better than him. This is an important reason why Zheng Qiao's head is still firmly connected to his body after being dead for many years.

   Zheng Qiao still has confidence in this point.

  Yan An saw that his resignation was unsuccessful, so he no longer insisted.

  He really wanted to resign, and he wanted to take his wife and daughter back to his hometown to pay homage to the elders and spend the last period of time quietly. But Zheng Qiao refused to let him go, so he had no choice but to give up. Back home, his wife looked worried, and Yan An asked in a low voice what happened.

  Wife: "It's not a good thing that junior brother did."

  Yan An: "What did he do again?"

  The wife came to him and whispered a few words in his ear.

  Yan An's face darkened.

  Since he started planning the layout, he has thought of many ways to deal with the aftermath. Everyone else can talk about it, but Zheng Qiao keeps a close eye on his wife and daughter. After several arrangements, the hands were inexplicably damaged, or there was an accident, and it seemed that someone silently warned themselves.

   What's even more embarrassing is that, in order to preserve the talent seedlings as much as possible, Yan An tried every means to send them out...

   Not caring about his confidantes, which caused Yan An to face the dilemma of no one available when he needed to settle down his family.

   This is exactly what the wife told herself.

  When Yan An heard the words, he laughed again and again.

  He is a junior who is capable but not in the right way...

  The wife is still angry: "The big deal is to fight him."

   "I think of another person for my husband."

   "Is there anyone in your hand who can use it?"

"Yes, I met today...maybe I can help you." The most unlike Zheng Qiao is that he still has a "conscience". "A suspicious person will doubt everything in the world, but he will not Doubting himself."

   This is also a risky move.

   Unless it is absolutely necessary, Yan An does not want to use it.

  The wife managed to suppress the melancholy in her heart, and sighed: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't have one. There is nothing to be afraid of if I die with you. Even if I die, I will still curse Zheng Qiao severely."

  The only thing she worries about is her daughter.

   But if you can't keep it, it's better for the whole family to leave together.

   This breaks the world, she doesn't want to come in her next life.

  From this day on, it is rare for Yan An to relax.

   Cherish a life that is less and less day by day.

  But people with a discerning eye can see that his body is still rapidly weakening, and it seems that something is greedily sucking his vitality, and his appetite is getting bigger and bigger as time goes by.

  Yan An didn't care about it.

at the same time-

  Longwu County border village.

   Half an hour ago.

  A team of hundreds of horse bandits appeared here and surrounded the village. Before the village head could warn the villagers, they were beheaded with a knife, and the corpses were trampled on by horseshoes one after another, turning them into a puddle of flesh. The houses at the entrance of the village were burned to ashes by the fire.

  Blood was spilled, and corpses were everywhere.

  In one of the rooms, a bandit grabbed a woman who was struggling violently from the stove, grabbed her hair and dragged her out.

After leaving the house, another horse bandit snatched the baby in the woman's arms and threw it on the wall. The cry of the baby, the woman's begging for mercy and screams, and the muffled sound of heavy objects falling against the wall constituted the cruelest scene in the world. "Music".

   Not long after, other horse bandits came out of other houses one after another, each with a loot in their hands.

  Or gold and silver, or food, or women...

  _(:з」∠)_

   I didn't expect that the limit was exempted, hehe, the post is also full.

   The addition should be arranged three days after the end of the restriction and exemption, and start collecting manuscripts in these two days.

  (end of this chapter)